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Chapter 219
~Andrew’s POV~
She frowned, her fingers brushing over the tablet. "What about the hack? Do you have anything on the person who breached our systems?"
"I’m working on it," I said, swiping to yet another page. "But based on the signature left in the code, this hacker is good. Really good. They’ve managed to cover their tracks so well that it’s taking me longer than usual to trace them."
Zara sighed, leaning back in her chair. "This is worse than I thought."
"It is," I agreed, my voice lowering. "And if Marcus has gone to these lengths, he’s planning something more than just sabotage. Whatever it is, we need to be ready."
She nodded, her jaw tightening. "We will be. I’ll make sure of it. And yes he is planning something more. Apparently, he hates Snow."
I smiled, impressed by her resolve. "That’s the Zara I know. Anyways, hating Snow or not isn’t going to spare him, especially now that your birth pack is involved."
"I understand but I do not want to rely too much on packs. If they help, good. If not, so be it. I do not want to rely too much on anyone."
"Well, you now, you are nit just Zara anymore. You are Zia Gold, second heir in line of the Golden Claw Pack. You are Snow Zephyr’s wife. You are more than you know and think you are."
Zara did not utter any other word and smiled instead.
Returning her smile, I gathered my tablet, when a sudden knock on the door interrupted us. Zara glanced at the clock, her brows furrowing. "That must be Snow. Speak of the devil..."
I chuckled, straightening up. "I’ll leave you two to it, then. But Zara," I added, my tone serious, "be careful. Marcus isn’t just a threat to the company—he’s a threat to you."
Her gaze met mine, steady and unwavering. "I will be. Thank you, Andrew."
With a final nod, I stepped out of the office, leaving Zara to face whatever came next.
As soon as I stepped out, Snow stood with his hands tucked in his pockets.
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~Snow’s POV~
I stood outside Zara’s office, hands tucked neatly in my pockets, my expression calm but Glacier was restless. The moment the door opened, Andrew stepped out with a polished grin on his face.
"Snow," he greeted, inclining his head slightly.
"Andrew." My voice was even, though my wolf bristled at the sight of him. There was no reason to dislike the man—except for the easy familiarity he had with Zara. And that too was because they were cousins and friends.
Andrew didn’t linger, glancing back at the door before meeting my gaze. "Take care of her." I didn’t miss the lightness of his tone and the silent words it was edged with.
"Not true," I countered, stepping closer. "I trust you. Which is why I need you to be careful."
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